gone

Working up the courage to saw what needs to be said only to find out...you're gone?

While walking home

it started to rain

it came down

in buckets

and me without an umbrella

so insted of walking staright home

I took a left down an Alley

and kept walking for a few minuets

untill finally

turning left again

I came to a house

it was your house

notice the word WAS?

yeah, you could have told me

that you had moved

that you packed up and left

but why would you

we're not friends

not anymore

I had weeks

no months

to apologize

to try to be friends again

but all I did was sit here

and wish we could be

The thing is

I'm an idiot

and now because of that

you left

while we were still fighting

and

now

you're

gone

Author's Note

Raise your hand if you siriously hate writers block *raises hands* but this one's not a dream(My dream last night is that my cat bit my neck right were that one bone is*shudders* I woke up screaming...) it's just a poor attempt to get out of writers block...

Reviews

[Spat Queen]

this is really sad ,but I like it. It is difficult to work withthat feeling when something is just gone and there is no packaged explanation. You are just left with that feeling of emptiness. That emptiness, I think, though, is the best stuff to inspire the greatest works of art. Thanks for sharing. (To jump on the bandwagon, I have to say, "check for spelling").